Memorial Day Poem

A man went to the Great Lakes Military Cemetery.  He took some pictures, as he reflected on what is going on in our country today and wrote this simple poem:

I don't see any color here, the headstones look the same;

no black, no brown, now white skin tones and no one here to blame.

These soldiers fought and died for you, their colors you can't see,

your rights are still protected, here's a place to take a knee.